Zelda and Fire Emblem Crossover: Zelda and Link have returned to the past to relive the fatal seven years and though Hyrule is in peace they are left to live in sorrow when the mysterious Marth appears and changes the course of their lives forever.

Welcome
to my story. Before we begin I want to give a brief introduction to
this story: its origins, how I came up with the idea, some
disclaimers, some explanations, etc…. So, here we go.

First
off, this story is a cross over between Zelda: Ocarina of Time, and
Fire Emblem. First and foremost I must say that I have never played
Fire Emblem, I have never seen Fire Emblem and I know nothing about
Fire Emblem. Why then would I write this story? Let me explain.

I
got this idea from playing Super Smash Brothers Melee. Zelda is my
favorite character. My sister likes to play as Link, but one day she
wasn't having much luck with Link so she began playing as Marth.
From there a joke began about Marth being in love with Zelda, Zelda
being in love with Marth, Marth and Link fighting over Zelda, and who
knows what else: and I came up with the idea for this story. I know
this explanation makes very little sense, but it is all I have.

So,
the only information about Marth I have is his character profile on
Super Smash Brothers. It isn't much to go on, so I filled in the
blanks on my own. Therefore, if you are a die-hard Fire Emblem fan,
please just bear with me and know that this is purely of my own
making, and I know it. I know nothing about Marth, his personality,
his back story or anything else. I'm not pretending to. So, just
come along for the ride and don't get mad at how I portray Marth.
It won't do any good.

Secondly,
I have a few references to things that happen in Ocarina of Time that
may not have happened in the game. If that happens, it is probably
because I am going off the graphic novel of the game. There are some
differences. If you want to read that graphic novel you can click
here. Things such as Zelda's father's personality and her
relationship with her father are both amplified from a very small
part of the manga. So, if you want to know more, please feel free to
read it. I highly recommend it!

Thirdly,
I haven't finished the Windwaker game, but from what I understand
my story totally contradicts some parts of Windwaker. Oh, well. Just
ignore that….

My
last advice is to just take my story for what it is. It came from my
imagination, and it is what I made it to be. Don't make too much of
small discrepancies or problems you may have with my plot. Just read
and have fun.

I
hope you enjoy it! Thanks for reading!

In
a lifetime made of memories, I believe in destinyEvery moment
returns again in timeWhen I've got the future on my mindKnow
that we are the timeless ones

Meet
me halfwayAcross the sky

Out
where the world belongs to only you and IMake this a new
beginning of another lifeKenny
Loggins "Meet Me Halfway"

Chapter
1

A
New Beginning

The
Land of Hyrule was covered in darkness. Thick, black clouds of ash
hovered over the ground, emanating from the vast chasm of lava where
the castle had once stood. Its final, crumbled remains of were slowly
sinking into the pit of fire- lost forever.

Then,
abruptly, the darkness of night was shattered. In an instant the
world was light. Sunshine, white and blinding, broke through the
clouds and shone down upon him. Link squinted into the brilliance
before him, his eyes unfocused and his mind reeling. He let the light
wash over him, glad for it. He was tired of darkness, tired of gloom
and suffering. The warmth enveloped him, cleansing his body. He could
feel the weariness and pain ebbing from his very core. He closed his
eyes, in that moment wishing to forget it all, wishing that somehow
this light would wash away the memories of his long journeys and
endless battles.

Peace
overcame him. Silence penetrated his ears. Silence. He breathed a
sigh of relief. It was over.

"Link,"
he could hear her voice from afar. Afraid that he was dreaming he did
not open his eyes. He had dreamt of her voice so often it didn't
seem possible that it truly was her.

"Link,"
her voice came again. She sounded so close. He opened his eyes and
blinked a few times as though making sure he was seeing clearly.

There
were tears in her eyes as her face broke into a melancholy smile. Her
face was illuminated in the sunlight that enveloped them. They seemed
to be suspended- somewhere between time and space, just the two of
them, utterly alone with nothing below their feet but clouds and
nothing but sunlight above their heads.

The
light reflected the gold in her hair and highlighted the blue in her
eyes. The entire vision seemed too wonderful to be true. He wanted to
reach out and touch her, just to be sure, but he knew he could not.
She was the Princess Zelda, and he was simply Link.

"Link,"
she whispered through her tears, "It is over. We have succeeded.
Ganondorf has been sealed inside the Dark World."

"Sorry?
Princess I don't understand," He fought the impulse to grab her
hand.

"This
has all been my fault. I brought you into this mess. I should never
have asked you to do what you did. Opening the Door of Time- I should
never have been so foolish. If it hadn't been for you…" her
voice trailed off.

"Princess,
you cannot blame Ganondorf's evil upon yourself. You did what you
thought was right to save your people- and it worked. You said so
yourself, it is all over now. Hyrule is safe."

Zelda's
smiled faded. "Still, I had no right to force this upon you."

"It
was my choice, Princess. I fought for the sake of Hyrule. I fought
for your sake." The words came out before he could stop them. He
found himself dropping to one knee, bowing his head and pledging
loyalty to her.

"You
did not deserve this Link," Zelda's hand came below Link's chin
and lifted his head. Tears were flowing without inhibition now,
though she was smiling at him. "You did not deserve to have your
life stolen from you. You deserve to live a life of happiness, here
in the peace that you helped to create."

"I
will be most happy to help you rebuild Hyrule…"

"It
is a new age of peace," Zelda spoke, her eyes full of sorrow. "It
is time… we must part ways."

Link's
head shot up. Slowly he staggered to his feet, staring at her in
disbelief.

"Please,
Link, you must return the Master Sword. You must close the Door of
Time. The path through time must be closed… and you must go back.
Please… the Ocarina. I will send you back. You can return to your
original time, your rightful time."

"Princess,"
Link nearly pleaded.

"I
am next in line to rule this land. To maintain peace here we must
close this path of time. It is the only way."

Link
gaped at her, not wanting to hear what she was saying, but somehow
knowing she was right.

"Please,
Link. Let me set things right. Please." She held out her hand for
the Ocarina. He could not deny her. He handed it to her without
question. Her hand lingered on his as she took it from him. It was
almost more than he could take.

"I
am the Hero of Time. You must know that I will fight for you,
Princess Zelda, no matter where or when or how I must… I will fight
for Hyrule and for you." He stepped back from her.

She
looked at him in silence, words escaping her. Finally she found her
voice, "I know you will."

Slowly,
she raised the Ocarina to her lips. The first note she played pierced
through him like a blade. Immediately a sense of weightlessness
overcame him. His feet left the ground, Navi floating beside him. She
played on and he raised higher and higher, the sky around him growing
lighter all the while.

She
was fading now as he was carried upward and away from her. Where and
when he would end up he did not know. He was ascending into the
unknown and a sudden fear overcame him. He looked down on her, hoping
that it was not the last time he would lay eyes upon her. Now, more
than anything, he wished to remember this adventure forever. He could
endure the pain and misery as long as it meant his memories of her
would not be expunged as well.

"Please,"
he pleaded as her image and all else faded into blinding whiteness,
"Do not let me forget her."

"Thank
you, Link…" her voice floated towards him even as she continued
to vanish.

She
was gone now and Link closed his eyes once more, letting the light
envelope him as her final word echoed in his ears.

"Goodbye."

Slowly
the light started to fade. The world was materializing around him
once more. He could feel weight coming back to his body as his feet
landed with a soft thud on a smooth, polished floor. His eyes
adjusted to the relative dimness of the large cavernous room. The
only source of light was a narrow shaft of sunlight streaming from a
window high above his head. The beam fell to rest on a sword in a
pedestal at his feet: the Master Sword. It had returned to its
resting place, here in the Temple of Time.

Link
took a step back and looked down at his hands- his small, chubby
little hands. He was ten years old again. He was back in his young
body, but his mind felt the same. In his mind he was seventeen.

He
realized now what was taking place. Zelda had returned him to the
moment before he had pulled the sword out of the pedestal and opened
the Gates of Time, allowing Ganondorf to enter the Sacred Realm. He
had to change this moment. He must choose not to touch the sword. He
took another step back and waited.

"How
long until we know we have had changed the course of time, Navi?"
He asked, looking at her, but she did not reply.

"Navi?"
he asked again.

"Goodbye,
Link," she whispered almost inaudibly. To his surprise she flew
upward toward the shaft of light in the window. "Navi!" He
called, afraid of what was happening. He looked up into the light as
she drew nearer and nearer to the height of the window. He shaded his
eyes against the light as she faded into its brightness and vanished.

Link
was now alone.

"Navi…"
he called out once more, so softly even he could barely hear it.

What
had happened? Where was he? He turned his head away from the stream
of light and lowered his hand, but as he did his heart skipped a
beat. There, on the back of his hand, glowing with a luminous gold
light, was the symbol of the Triforce. He still held the Triforce of
Courage within him. It was not lost.

Bewildered,
he turned, searching for answers. His feet carried him out of the
open Door of Time. No sooner had he stepped through the threshold
than, with an earthshaking crash, the Door of Time shut and sealed
itself. With a sigh he turned away from the door and back toward the
Temple's entrance, but something troubling caught his attention.
The Sacred Stones were gone. They were not on the Pedestal of Time.
He was sure that they should be there if, indeed, he had been sent
back to the moment he pulled the Master Sword from its pedestal.

Then
again, if the Sacred Stones were not there and the Door of Time was
still sealed…. His mind was racing. His thoughts turned to Navi,
and a sense of understanding overcame him. Without a moment's
hesitation Link tore across the tiled floor of the Temple and out
into the courtyard.

He
rounded the corner slowly. There were two guards ahead of him.
Crouching down and walking as quietly as possible he stole behind
them as they turned the corner. He slowed his pace as his feet left
the grass and hit the stone paved archway, not wanting to make a
sound. Suddenly he was afraid of what he would find, and as he drew
nearer his heart began to beat more heavily.

There
she was, standing at the window with her back turned to him- just as
the first time he had seen her for who she truly was: the Princess of
Hyrule. A torturous sense of deja-vous overcame him. His feet turned
to stone as he forced himself to put one foot in front of the other.
As he approached the window she started. She turned quickly, her hand
to her mouth, her eyes wide and surprised. She stared at him in fear
for a moment that felt like an eternity to Link.

Then
she smiled. Link felt relief gush over him as she ran up to him,
tears of joy in her face, laughing.

"Link,"
she cried.

"You
remember me?" he asked with a smile.

"It
worked, Link. It worked!"

"I
don't understand… the stones… the sword… the door… when is
this?" Link sputtered.

"I
sent you back to the day I first met you. I wanted to be sure. I
wanted to be sure that the stones would be safe, that the door would
not be opened, that none of this would happen.

"Do
you remember that day, this day? I met you and together we saw
Ganondorf through this window. He isn't there..."

"I
don't understand, if he was there then, shouldn't he be here
now?" Link puzzled. "What I mean is, we are back at the moment I
first saw him, before he was sealed. You haven't sealed him away
yet…."

"The
seal the Sages and I placed upon the sacred realm, sealing him
inside, transcends time and space. Once sealed there, his entire
being, body and soul, becomes trapped, no matter the time or place.
It is as though he never existed. Hyrule will never know of his
existence."

Link
couldn't help but smile as he peered through the window. Ganondorf
was nowhere to be seen. Link struggled to sift through the situation,
piecing together this new world he was a part of.

"Then…
the Great Deku Tree… he must still be alive! Ganon killed him, but
if he never existed…. He was like a father to me. He was the only
father I have ever known. You don't know what this means to me,"
he smiled.

Zelda
returned the smile, "We may have saved both of our fathers then."

Link
had seen Zelda flee the castle that day that Ganondorf had made his
true nature known. He knew the King had been murdered, but somehow it
had never hit him as it did now. Zelda had not seen her father for
seven years.

"Then
you do understand…." Link replied.

"Better
than anyone," Zelda answered.

"Hey!"
A guard was standing at the entrance to Zelda's garden with his
blade drawn. "You there, step away from the Princess. You have no
business here!"

"He
is a guest of mine, Captain. He is welcome here. You will not touch
him," Zelda ordered with a power and poise beyond her ten years.

"Oh,"
the guard blanched. "I am sorry, Princess. Please forgive me."

"He
is to be allowed entrance to the castle at all times. Make note of
it, and see that your men understand."

"Yes,
Your Highness," the guard bowed and retreated.

Zelda
smiled at Link, "It is funny," she said, "I don't feel as
though I'm a child inside. This small body feels so…
uncomfortable."

"It
takes time to adjust," Link replied knowledgably, "but you will."

"Link,
I want you to meet my father. I want to see him, to tell him what
you've done for Hyrule. You are a hero, and everyone must know what
you did."

Zelda
led Link down a cavernous hallway. The floor was covered in brightly
colored tile so polished he could see his reflection. He felt very
small and inadequate to be in such a place. He felt out of place in
his dirty boots and simple clothes. He tried to smooth his hair down
as he walked, but he felt sure it was of no use.

Zelda
slowed, looking almost frightened. "He's in here."

They
had stopped in front of a set of double doors so high Link could
scarcely see their tops. He felt breathless and nervous. He had never
seen the king before.

As
Zelda neared, a pair of guards opened the door for her, eyeing Link
distastefully as he passed. As they entered the room Link could feel
Zelda tense up beside him. There, across the room, sitting on a
magnificent throne, was the King of Hyrule.

He
was a large man, tall and fairly wide. He looked strong, but slightly
older than Link had expected. He had black hair with the slightest
dusting of gray. He had a mustache, a beard and two incredibly bushy
eyebrows. He was wearing immaculate robes of deep shades of red and
purple. The crown on his head most likely cost more than every rupee
Link had ever laid hands on. On his face was a slightly unpleasant
expression somewhere between a frown and disgusted apathy.

As
he laid eyes on Zelda his expression grew only uglier. "Daughter,
what are you doing here?" he blasted. "You know you are not to
disturb me, nor enter this chamber unless I summon for you."

Zelda,
meanwhile, was shaking and trying to hold back her tears. "Father…"
she whispered. She seemed to be trying to restrain herself, but
ultimately failed. She tore across the room, dashed to her father and
flung herself weeping onto his lap, hugging him. The king went into
shock. He looked down on her awkwardly, as though not sure of what
she was or what she was doing. Link watched in horror as Zelda's
father, instead of hugging her, pushed her away. Zelda looked at him
painfully, tears still in his eyes.

"Daughter,
what has gotten into you…?" He asked sheepishly.

"I'm
just glad to see you, Father," she replied longingly.

"Yes,
well, that will have to wait," his face was beginning to take on
its naturally displeased appearance. "I am meeting with the Gerudo
chief at any moment. You will need to remove yourself from the hall."

"The
Gerudo chief!" Link burst out unexpectedly. The King seemed not to
have noticed him before that moment, but Link's outburst had drawn
every eye to him. "You can't!"

"Who,"
the King looked angrier than ever, "are you?" Without waiting for
a reply he demanded, "Remove him!"

"Father,
no!" Zelda cried and jumped in between Link and the approaching
soldiers. "He is a guest, here by my request. I want you to meet
him, his name is Link, and he is-"

"Zelda,
how in Hyrule could this worthless scoundrel be your friend? Look at
him? What are you thinking bringing trash into the castle? Has Impa
been allowing you to wander the streets of the town like a common
urchin, again? I swear to you, if I hear of her giving you
inappropriate allowances once more she will be the last Sheika to
serve this house!"She fought the impulse to remind her father
that Impa was the last Sheika alive, therefore making his comment
absurd.

"Father,
it isn't like that," she pleaded, still shielding Link from her
father's wrath. Her eyes filled with fear, and sorrow.

"That
is enough!" he shouted. "Remove yourself, and see that he is
shown the way out. I won't have commoners in my castle. I do not
have time for you and your foolishness."

Zelda
was staring at him, her eyes wide and shining, her lip trembling, and
a shattered look in her eyes.

"Father…."
She implored one last, futile time. Her father shot her a look of ice
and Zelda closed her mouth immediately. She turned and made her way
to the door, trying to preserve some of her dignity. Link was left
staring at the looming figure of the King. He too quickly turned and
followed Zelda out of the room.

Once
out of the hall, with the massive doors shut behind her, Zelda broke
into a run. Link hurried to catch up, grabbing hold of her wrist, but
she pulled away.

"Princess,
please!" Link called. She stopped abruptly and turned.

"I
don't understand," she replied. "I thought… I thought he
would change after what happened. I thought things would be
different. Seven years I've waited…."

"I'm
sorry," Link replied awkwardly. He had never thought anyone could
have a father like that, let alone Princess Zelda.

"I
apologize to you," Zelda said, "He should not have spoken to you
like that. He had no right."

Link
remained silent, the words of her father had cut him deeply: common,
trash, worthless, a scoundrel…. He felt that way around Zelda at
times- worthless in the shadow of her grace, but it hurt greatly to
hear it spoken so bluntly. What made him angrier was the way he
treated Zelda, his own daughter. No one had the right to talk to her
that way, father or not.

Zelda
sighed, "I don't know why I thought he would change. Maybe I was
away from him for so long I had forgotten what he was like. I just
wanted so badly for him to be…" she trailed off painfully.

"He
said he was busy," Link tried half heartedly.

"He
said he was meeting with the Gerudo chief," Zelda suddenly looked
frightened. "That can't be," she said in disbelief. "That
doesn't make any sense!" She stopped, seeming to wrack her brain
for an answer. "Impa!" she burst. We have to find Impa!" she
turned and made her way down the corridor, turning the corner so
quickly she did not notice the approaching figure. Zelda ran headlong
into a tall woman, bounced back and nearly lost her footing.

"I'm
so sorry!" Zelda entreated, looking up, but who she saw standing
there made her lose her breath.

"Not
at all," the woman replied. She had deep, tanned skin, long, dark
hair and a devilish grin. "It is I who should be apologizing to
you, Your Highness."

"Nabooru!"
Zelda smiled.

"Hello,
Zelda." Nabooru gave her patented smirk which quickly faded into a
genuinely pleased expression. Nabooru's gaze turned to Link who was
staring at her, beaming. "Hello, Link. I've forgotten how small
you were!" She laughed. Her voice was rich and full of life, raspy
as the desert sand but warm and friendly, when she wanted it to be.
"If I didn't know what a handsome devil you'd grow into, I'd
never believe it."

"Nabooru,
what are you doing here?" Zelda asked.

"I'm
here to see your father."

"He
said he is meeting with the Gerudo chief now," Zelda spoke
earnestly. "Please, tell me it isn't-"

"Ganondorf?
No, I am the chief of the Gerudos," Nabooru replied proudly.
"Ganondorf is gone."

"How
can that be?" Link asked in wonder.

"I
do not know, but I am the chief now, and I am here to strike a peace

agreement
with your people."

"That's
great!" Link smiled.

"I'm
the only one of my people who remembers what happened. I'm glad to
see you two retained your memories. It is only right for you to see
in full force the good you have done for this land."

"Then
all of the Sages…" Link mused.

"It
seems we have all kept our memories as well," A deep, mystic voice
emerged from the shadows.

"Impa!"
Zelda cried, hurtling forward, hugging Impa around the waist.

"I'm
so proud of you, Zelda," Impa replied, bending to her knees and
hugging the princess back. "I knew you could do it. I'm proud of
you both." She smiled at Link, standing up and clapping him on the
shoulder. "I knew you could do it." She repeated.

"Do
what," Nabooru replied. "What's going on here? The last thing I
remember is standing on a ledge near the peak of Death Mountain. We
were all there, watching the celebrations of the people as they
realized they had been saved from the wrath of Ganon. We were
talking, mostly about you two. Saying how proud we were of you,
hoping you were safe, and wondering what would happen next. Then, out
of nowhere, a blinding light rose up from the Temple of Time and
engulfed us. The next thing I knew I was back home in Gerudos'
Valley, and an attendant was reminding me that I must be on time to
meet your Father here today for the negotiations. I knew at once you
two had something to do with this."

"I
had to do it," Zelda replied. "I had to shut the path of time, to
lock the seal."

"She
does not hold the Triforce of Wisdom without reason," Impa spoke.
"She knew exactly what she was doing, sending us back to this time.
To close the path of time we must return to the time we started down
it, and change our course. Only then will that path vanish, and
Ganondorf will truly be lost in the gap of time."

"I
understand," Nabooru nodded her head. "It's for the best, I'm
sure. Hyrule will be a better place with Ganon's memory erased from
its pages. Still, think of it: me, as chief, attending a peace
council with the King of Hyrule?" She laughed loudly. "What have
you two gotten me into this time?"

Zelda
and Link laughed with her. The thought that Nabooru and Impa
remembered struck Link powerfully. If they did, certainly the others
would. Darunia, Ruto, Saria… he smiled. Having them back would be
too wonderful for words.

"I'd
better get going, now. I'll see you again, I hope," Nabooru
started down the corridor. "You had better hold on to him,
Princess," Nabooru laughed, a sly sparkle in her dark eyes. "Or
in a few years I'll hold him to that promise I made him."

Zelda
looked at Link questioningly. "What promise?" she asked.

Link
just blushed and mumbled something unintelligible, staring at the
floor as he did so.

Impa
grinned slightly and turned, heading toward the courtyard.

"Link,
what promise?" Zelda insisted. Link blushed more deeply and
followed Impa out into the courtyard with Zelda right behind him.

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